West Warwick High School - Chronicle Yearbook (West Warwick, RI)

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lfill h D ' symphonious music of t e ancemakers! The great success of the first and last Frolic ever given by the Sophomore Class was due to the untiring efforts of Miss Duffy, Class Advisor, and Mr. Grinnell, who supervised the decorations. What a memorable year that was. I'm sure a tiny spot will always remain in our hearts for it. We turn next to our Junior Year, and we see ourselves on the road to our Alma Mater. This time we are jolly Juniors and our self-esteem is almost as high as that of the Seniors. And here is a picture of Room 5, the Rendez-vous for most of the Classical students. Miss Macomber, our home room teacher, did not enforce taciturnityg so we availed ourselves of that condition very easily. In our Junior year, we were dubbed the Hnoisiest class in the school, but, of course, we didn't deserve that, not much! Who could fail to recognize this picture! It's our Junior Christmas Party, and the play is The Happy Prince. There's Eugene Hebert try- ing his best to act as a statue, but who can act as a statue when in the front row there is a group of noisy boys and girls trying to make the statue laugh? Oh well, the Juniors are just living up to their reputa- tion. And look, there's a toe dancer, she is representing a swallow. fOur historian as the dancer surely was charming.-The Editorj. The play is a pantomime, being read by Clinton Read, and the participants are acting out the parts as he reads them. It was a success, but the participants were somewhat distracted by the untiring efforts of the mischievous stu- dents in the front seats. How good it is to see Miss Macomber! This shows her just as our Class President, Eugene Hebert, presents gifts to her as a parting emblem of our high esteem. She left us, and we missed her very much. And here is the last of the pictures of our Junior year. No one needs any prompting in order to be able to recognize this as our Junior Prom. How happy we all look, and what a memorable night. I'm sure we will always remember how indebted we are to Mr. Grinnell, who was our Class advisor, and, also, supervisor of the decorations. And here is the same old highway to West Warwick. Who could help knowing we are Seniors. See how dignified we look, and how high our proud heads are. Of all the years, the Senior year stands out the most. What is this supposed to be! Don't you remember how five girls started a secret society for Senior girls. Well this is a picture of Rita being 19

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'e h CLASS HISTORY My dearest classmates of Thirty-one: It has been five years now, since we have been together as we are nowg and although all of our Class is not present, I am overjoyed that so many of you have been able to renew old friendships, and to enjoy the little surprise I have in store for you. Five years is a long time to be separated, and I am sure that many of our recollections about our Class activities have grown dim. One of our colleagues foresaw this, and it is through him that I am able to present to you the history of our Class in moving pictures which will be shown on the screen before you. First, you see the well-remembered road to our Alma Mater. How our position has changed. From the first, lofty, and dignified Senior Class of the Junior High School to shy, silly, and frightened Sophomores looked down upon by the dignified Seniors who forget that they were Sophomores in the past. How shy and frightened we look, some trudging the path to school un- willingly, others willingly. What is this, why it looks like-oh! how funny-do you remember how the Senior boys hazed our poor boys? They chose Cel Archambault and divested him of his shoes and other clothing! See, this picture shows Mr. Potter and Cel hunting for one of Cel's shoes. It took two periods of searching before it was unearthed. The Senior boys received a well- deserved reprimand as the result. We soon became acquainted, and our shyness left us much to Mr. Grin- nell's regret. This picture proves that! There-'s Dot, Nat, Claire and other members of Our Gang rushing up the stairs, but why the sudden stop! Oh! Oh! There's Mr. Grinnell coming out of the drawing room! The Class of '31 certainly enjoyed their Sophomore year. I recall the Friday afternoon programs which included moving pictures, school talent, and especially the spectacular broadcasting programs which Mr. O'Con- nell was able to present through his great knowledge of science. Our Class showed from the beginning that it had much talent. Why, here is a picture of the Junior High School Auditorium how nicely it is decorated. Oh, I remember! This is the one B-I-G affair of that year, the Sophomore May Frolic. How familiar the picture of the dancing, whirling, symphonious figures appear. One can almost hear the throbbing, 18

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M lliflfvvlff l 1,7 al 1 initiated. How funny she looks wearing odd shoes, a hair ribbon, and her dress backwards. I remember that she had to recite a prayer in History class too. Here is a picture of the cast in the Senior Play, The Meanest Man in the World. Who could ever forget the marvelous acting of Rita Coogan and Eugene Hebert in the leading roles. Remember how well Claire Lamoureux and Ken Pearson played their parts? Cal Hawkinson used a lot of force, while John Scofield and Clint Read were very humorous. Tom Kirby and Edward Franklin did very well. The play was a tremendous success, thanks to the excellent coaching of Mrs. Fogarty, our Class advisor. Last you will see before you a picture of West Warwick High School, with the new addition. What fond memories are brought back to us at its sight, and how happy were the three years we spent within its walls. We will always remember ourselves as being an Ideal Class. Lillian Quinn, '31. 20